I think, especially when you're in college, each book that you're reading tends to tell you who you are.

The seeds of death get lost in the mess that God made us.

That’s how people live, by telling stories. What’s the first thing a kid says when he learns how to talk? “Tell me a story.” That’s how we understand who we are, where we come from. Stories are everything.

To be inclusive you must accommodate different levels of sophistication.

But that was in the days when they expected perils to come from without, and nothing made less sense by that time than a survival room buried in a house itself becoming one big coffin.

No matter how long your've been at it, you always start from scratch.

We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.